Winter Mornings

Winter Mornings.So pleasant.So nice.So calm.So therapeutic.Winter mornings.They bring out the best in me.I luv winters.

Blues...Part II

Ok....it wasnt that bad....I was like...hi howya doin..?With a I-know-u-fuckin-hate-my-guts-&-cant-stand-my-sight-but-here-i-come-to-kiss-your-ass kindda look...I m sure S told you about that thing?

And he goes...ya baby(YA HE CALLED ME BABY!!)I know...we will sort it out...blah...blah...blah...baby...(He calls everybody baby!)

I leave him giving a false-than-a-friggin-denture kindda smile and get my ass outta there....

husssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh wot a relief.....It was akine to relieving your filled to the brim bladder after waiting for hours squirming in agony....

Hate to admit it but it was worth it...feelin much lighter now.....

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Ok...now that the fuckall part is over...looking forward to have some fun with my gang...gonna catch up with the Aamir 11 vs Kapil 11 match at Wankhede..(being in the media has its own advantages....)Got an offical reason to booze tonight...have been put on Kinley Soda...Have to crack the creative by monday morning.Will need to experience the product first hand..teehee :-)Have a nice week end to all & sundry...

Blues...

Its lowtime folks!!!A melancholic…gloomy me. Things at the shop are not so encouraging too. Sometimes I wonder why confrontation is so much of an issue for me? Is it a sign of being a sissy? But then it varies from situation to situation. Sometimes I want to confront. Take life head on…but there are times when I avoid going all upfront…I know in the case of XF I am to be blamed too…I feel like going up to him and saying it…but I cannot make myself to do just that…He being a senior is not helping things much…I think its my ego…whatever it is it doesn’t make my life any easier. So here I am sulking away to glory.

The restlessness is too much. Also the Modhulika episode has given my piece of mind a pounding. Can’t get that darn thing outta my mind too.

You know what?Enuf is just enuf!!I am going to XF right now…What’s the worse that will happen? My ego will have motherf$*%& thrashing…so be it…Mr.Megalomaniac you haven’t yet reached that level in life where you can afford to have such kindda ego and get away with bloody murder…till then learn to keep your SOB swollen head in check..coz its not making life simpler…

If I survive this thrashing will post the rest…till then…so long….(Sulk)

From Run in the morning to Song from the Nineties..

Call me a weirdo or whatever but in the morning if I listen to the songs from Run it makes my day.I luvvvv those songs.My friendz think that I have gone beserk.On one side I worship Rafi,R.D.,Kishore,Shobha Gurtu,Kishori Amonkar,Sultan Khan and on the other side I like listening to sidey rickshaw songs like "Sarki chunariya re..Zaara zaara".Moi thinks I was a taxidriver in my last incarnation.My past is trying to catch up with me.;-)

List of songs I love to listen to in the morning before leaving for work:

1.Tere aane se aaye,Tere jaane se jaye....(Run)(complete dance number...)
2.Chain ho chain ho...(Run)
3.Dil Mein Jo Baat - (Run)
4.Sarki Chunariya Re Zara Zara (Run)
5.Saathiya tune kya kiya(Love)Gets me nostalgic.
6.Jaane kya baat hai (sunny)The melody of this song gets u into a different world.
7.Bachna aye haseeno lo mein aa gaya.Energitic.
8.O maiya kero kero kero mama(Arjun)Rebel's song
9.Aye mere humsafar (QSQT) Inspiring
10.Pehla nasha & Yaha ke hum sikandar (Lively)

Also now that this topic has come up I also patronise most of the songs from the nineties which the purist side of me would rather ignore.They being..(The list is on the basis of memory occurence and not on the basis of preferance)

1.Aye mere humsafar (Baazigar)
2.Chaha toh bahut (Imtihaan)
3.Yeh raat yeh tanhaiyaan (Gunaah) Nice longing melody.
4.Dil hai ke maanta nahi
5.Paagalpan cha gay,dil tumpe aagaya(Janam)This is one helluva rare song.M sure nobody must have ever heard of it.But still its very romantic.
6.Dil kyun dhadkata hai Another gem of a song from Janam.
7.Dil hai mera diwana & kehti hai dil ki lagi (Raju ban gaya gentleman)
8.Aye kash ke hum(Kabhi haan Kabhi naa)I worship this song.This moves me whenever i hear it.When Kavita & moi were breakingup this song was playing in the background.What an irony!
9.Lagne laga hai mujhe aaj kal(Chor aur chand)I used to sing this for Kavita.
10.Sapnon mein aana (Chor aur Chand)
11.Tere dar par sanam (PTKYA)both male and female versions.
12.Sheher ki pariyon ke peeche(JJWS)Nothing spectacular about this song,but reminiscent of those days.
13.Vaada raha sanam & Khud ko kya samajhti hai (Khiladi)
14.All the songs of Aashiqui(they rock man.M sure hindi song buffs wud agree with me.)
15.Lagi aaj sawan ki(Chandni)
16.Chappa chappa & Chod aaye hum (Machis)
17.O mere sapno ke saudagar (Dil hai ke manta nahi)
18.Sun sun barsaat ki dhun & Yeh ujli chandni jab (Sir)
19.Khate hai hum kasam(Aatish)
20.Yeh mera dil (Gardish)(M sure not many people know that the music director of this song is R.D.)
21.Sambhala hai maine (Naraaz)

The list wud go on and on...I m sure I have missed gallons(Coz i think songs are liquid.They drench you.Sometimes you like it sometimes you dont) of songs...Will keep on adding more as and when I remember.

Sulk and Grrr...

Didnt expect this at all.....House Full.The black guys were selling tickets for 200 bucks.Impulsively took a rick from Sion to Bandra to check out Globus.Same status.(Sulk)Finally ate in Pizza Hut and came back.

While eating thought about this funny concept for an hour episode.But as usual sounds strikingly similar to some of those funny teenage hollywood movies..(Sulk!Sulk!!)Why is it happening nowadays that any concept I come up with HAS to have a resemblance to something thats already done????(Grrr...)

Bankrupt!!!Dearth!!!Famine!!

God...pls bless me with some originality!!

Absent minded wandering...

Was going thru myriad blogs the whole day.I have always been keenly intersted about the day to day life of ppl who shared traits similar to me.So many people.So many experiences.It humbles you.No,infact it reassures you to know that its not just you who has had a bad day at work or a melacholic evening.
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Called Kalyani to fix up a time to watch Page 3.I m really looking forward to watch it.Madhur is a very sensible film maker.Whenever he takes up a theme or a background for his movies he researches it to the hilt.While on my trip to Kamathipura and the other Red light areas (Ok..before our fickle mind wanders...we were researching for the short film on the plight of minor CSWs) during discussions when the topic steered towards the film,all the CSWs who were there unanimously thought that it was the most realistic film made on this issue.One of them who was a bar girl exclaimed,"Aisa lagta hai yeh apnaich life ka story bolta hai."(the english words are not added by me.)I am sure if Madhur would have been there he would have felt touched and humbled...Way to go dude...hope you have worked the same magic in Page 3...(Dont worry I have forgotten the bad dream called Aan)Ok..gotta go now..Kalyani is waiting at the reception....Byeeeeeeeee

What crap!!

Had been to the Star Screen Awards yesterday at BKC. Either there was something seriously wrong with the jury or my judgment is as good as (rather as bad as) Anil Kumble’s resplendent batting.
The awards sucked…imagine Ritiesh Deshmukh getting an award for the best comedian when the other nominees were Arshad the next-comedy-God-after-Paresh-Rawal Warsi for Hulchul.Paresh himself for Hulchul, Rajpal Yadav for Mujhse shaadi Karogi and Vijay raaz for Run. The best contender amongst these was Arshad. His timing was sooo brilliant in Hulchul that he almost overshadows Paresh.Seldom has any actor managed to give life to even the most mundane dialogues and has got the audience in splits. After a certain point you laugh at anything it need not even be remotely funny.

If this was not enough, Shahrukh Khan’s ahem…performance in Swades was not even a part of the nominations for the Best Actor’s award. All said and done the Khan came of age in this movie. As a tabloid had aptly put, ‘A star has become an actor.’ His restrained act was one of the most beautiful parts of the movie. Honestly, with a tight leash around him he oozes an earnestness, which is convincing. That’s the reason your heart reaches out to Mohan Bhargava and his predicament. And guess who got the Best Actor Trophy????? Shahrukh Khan for Veer Zaara.
We love clichés don’t we? Infact I think mediocre is therapeutic, as good as an orgasm for some people. Coz that way they feel secure that there are many other people like them.

And horror of all horrors Priyanka Chopra won against Irfan Khan for Maqbool in the best performance in negative role category. The poor thing herself couldn’t believe it. The way these morons were giving awards I was glad that Irfan didn’t get one.

First of all it was difficult for me to comprehend why Pankaj Kapoor was slotted in the supporting actor category and Irfan in negative role, it should have been the other way round.

With due respect to Abhishek who was splendid in Yuva, was not the right choice when you have Pankaj Kapoor from Maqbool as competition. But nonetheless he won.

This list will be evidence enough to prove the debauchery of the jury.

Best Story – Veer Zaara (Couldn’t bear to see Ashu’s face!! Did the jury ever hear about the movie called Swades.)

Best Editing – Dhoom (Ek Hasina thi,Ab tak Chappan,Maqbool are not from the Chopra clan so they have no right to ask for awards.)

Best Director – hold your breath…Kunal Kohli for Hum tum.(Ashu…its ok dude you deserve something better than this piddly Star screen)

The fillers in between were fairly entertaining. Sajid Khan as the main host for the evening did manage to provoke a chuckle here and there. Especially in the end session when the main awards were about to be announced. He pretended to read the thoughts of the nominees. The most hilarious one was when he said, ‘the thoughts that must be going on in Shahrukh’s mind would be, “I would like to thank the jury, Star, Screen..” before he could complete the audience was in splits.

Shahid hosted a part of the evening with Soha Ali Khan. Both were not natural and one could make out the desperate but awkward attempts at making people laugh. But they were far better than Amrita Rao and Zayed Khan who could give lessons in gaucherie.

Some nice moments were when Atul Kulkarni spoke in Marathi after receiving the Best Actor Award for Devrai in the Marathi Film category. Pooja Soorthy walked away with Best Screenplay for Ek Hasina Thi.Jaya Bachchan’s reaction when announcing the best supporting actor award, which was ..yes Abhishek. Abhishek’s reaction when Sajid was targeting him for the thoughts in his mind.

All in all evaluation of good cinema is yet to come of age in India. Till then happy sulking.

An ode to the great Sahir...

Na To Caarvaan Ki Talaash Hai, Na To Humsafar Ki Talaash Hai
Mere Shauq-E-Khaana Kharaab Ko, Teri Rehguzar Ki Talaash Hai

Mere Naamuraad Junoon Ka Hai Ilaaj Koi To Maut Hai
Jo Dava Ke Naam Pe Zehar De Usi Chaaraagar Ki Talaash Hai

Tera Ishq Hai Meri Aarzoo, Tera Ishq Hai Meri Aabroo
Dil Ishq Jism Ishq Hai Aur Jaan Ishq Hai
Imaan Ki Jo Poochho To Imaan Ishq Hai
Tera Ishq Hai Meri Aarzoo, Tera Ishq Hai Meri Aabroo,
Tera Ishq Maein Kaise Chhod Doon, Meri Umra Bhar Ki Talaash Hai

Jaansoz Ki Haalat Ko Jaansoz Hi Samjhega
Maein Shamaa Se Kehta Hoon Mehfil Se Nahin Kehta Kyonki
Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq, Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq

Sahar Tak Sabka Hai Anjaam Jal Kar Khaak Ho Jaana,
Bhari Mehfil Mein Koi Shammaa Ya Parvaana Ho Jaye Kyonki
Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq, Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq

Vehshat-E-Dil Rasm-O-Deedaar Se Roki Na Gayi
Kisi Khanjar, Kisi Talvaar Se Roki Na Gayi
Ishq Majnu Ki Vo Aavaz Hai Jiske Aage
Koi Laila Kisi Deewaar Se Roki Na Gayi, Kyonki
Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq, Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq

Vo Hanske Agar Maangen To Hum Jaan Bhi Deden,
Haan Ye Jaan To Kya Cheez Hai Imaan Bhi Deden Kyonki
Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq, Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq

Naaz-O-Andaaz Se Kehte Hain Ki Jeena Hoga,
Zehar Bhi Dete Hain To Kehte Hain Ki Peena Hoga
Jab Maein Peeta Hoon To Kehten Hai Ki Marta Bhi Nahin,
Jab Maein Marta Hoon To Kehte Hain Ki Jeena Hoga
Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq, Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq

Mazhab-E-Ishq Ki Har Rasm Kadi Hoti Hai,
Har Kadam Par Koi Deewaar Khadi Hoti Hai
Ishq Aazad Hai, Hindu Na Musalmaan Hai Ishq,
Aap Hi Dharm Hai Aur Aap Hi Imaan Hai Ishq
Jis Se Aagaah Nahi Shekh-O-Barahaaman Dono,
Us Haqeeqat Ka Garajtaa Hua Ailaan Hai Ishq

Ishq Na Puchhe Deen Dharm Nu, Ishq Na Puchhe Jaataan
Ishq De Haathon Garam Lahu Vich, Doobiyaan Lakh Baraataan Ke
Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq, Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq

Raah Ulfat Ki Kathin Hai Ise Aasaan Na Samajh
Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq, Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq

Bahut Kathin Hai Dagar Panghat Ki
Ab Kya Bhar Laun Maein Jamuna Se Matki
Maein Jo Chali Jal Jamuna Bharan Ko
Dekho Sakhi Ji Maein Jo Chali Jal Jamuna Bharan Ko
Nandkishor Mohe Roke Jhaadon To
Kya Bhar Laun Maein Jamuna Se Matki
Ab Laaj Raakho More Ghoonghat Pat Ki

Jab Jab Krishn Ki Bansi Baaji, Nikali Raadha Saj Ke
Jaan Ajaan Ka Maan Bhula Ke, Lok Laaj Ko Taj Ke
Janak Dulaari Ban Ban Doli, Pahan Ke Prem Ki Maala
Darshan Jal Ki Pyaasi Meera Pi Gai Vishh Ka Pyaala
Aur Phir Araj Kari Ke
Laaj Raakho Raakho Raakho, Laaj Raakho Dekho Dekho,
Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq, Ye Ishq Ishq Hai Ishq Ishq

Allah Rasool Ka Farmaan Ishq Hai
Yaane Hafeez Ishq Hai, Quraan Ishq Hai
Gautam Kaa Aur Maseeh Ka Armaan Ishq Hai
Ye Kaaynaat Jism Hai Aur Jaan Ishq Hai
Ishq Sarmad, Ishq Hi Mansoor Hai
Ishq Moosa, Ishq Koh-E-Noor Hai
Khaaq Ko But, Aur But Ko Devta Karta Hai Ishq
Intaha Ye Hai Ke Bande Ko Khuda Karta Hai Ishq

Haan Ishq Ishq Tera Ishq Ishq
Tera Ishq Ishq, Ishq Ishq


Naaz-O-Andaaz Se Kehte Hain verse is just a small fragment of the fire that emanated from this revolutionery poet's writings.I still get goosebumps whenever I read this whole quawwali aloud...

Here's another one..

Fanakaar.(Artist)

mai.n ne jo geet tere pyaar kii Khaatir likkhe
aaj un geeto.n ko baazaar me.n le aayaa huu.N

aaj dukaan pe niilaam uThegaa un kaa
tuune jin geeto.n pe rakkhii thii muhabbat kii asaas
aaj chaa.Ndii kii taraazuu me.n tulegii har chiiz
mere afakaar merii shaayarii meraa ehasaas

[asaas=foundation; afakaar=creations (writings)]

jo terii zaat se manasuub the un giito.n ko
muflisii jins banaane pe utar aa_ii hai
bhuuk tere ruKh-e-rangii.n ke fasaano.n ke ivaz
cha.nd aashiyaa-e-zaruurat kii tamannaa_ii hai

[zaat=personality; manasuub=related to; muflisii=poverty]
[jins=article/things; ivaz=in exchange]

dekh is arsaagah-e-mehanat-o-sarmaayaa me.n
mere naGme.n bhii mere paas nahii.n rah sakate
tere jalve kisii zaradaar kii miiraas sahii
tere Khaake bhii mere paas nahii.n rah sakate

[arsaagah-e-mehanat-o-sarmaayaa=in the battlefield of labour and wealth]
[zaradaar=rich man; miiraas=estate/legacy; Khaake=sketches]

aaj un geeto.n ko baazaar me.n le aayaa huu.N
mai.n ne jo geeit tere pyaar kii Khaatir likkhe


One may find his tone a tad bit masochistic..but hey he belonged to an era of distress and political turmoil...not to mention the constant ups and downs in his own personal life...These lines of his may give us a better perspective about him...

maiN pal do pal ka shayar hooN
pal do pal meri kahaani hai

kal aur aayenge nagHmoN ki khilti kaliyaaN chun ne waale
mujh se behtar kahne waale tum se behtar sun ne waale

None and i mean NONE of his verses even in surrender of the utmost form ever became wussy...for eg..

Pyaar par bas to nahin hai mera lekin phir bhi
Tu bataade main tujhe pyaar karun ya na karun

One can see the touch of arrogance in this kind of surrender too.
OR..

Tum mujhe bhool bhi jaao to ye haq hai tumko
Meri baat aur hai maine to mohabbat ki hai..

While most of his poetry spoke about revolution,angst and lost love..It would be mistake to think that romance would not be his strong point.Infact romanticism was his forte and this romanticism was not restricted to man-woman relationships alone,but it was seen in everythhing he wrote including patriotic or political verses.

Pesh - e - khidmat hain...

hum aapakee aankho me, is dil ko basaa de to
hum moond ke palakon ko, is dil ko sajaa de to


hum aapako khwaabon me, laa laa ke sataayenge
hum aapakee aakhon se ninde hee udaa de to

Can you beat this?And again..
abhee naa jaao chhodakar, ke dil abhee bharaa nahee

abhee abhee to aayee ho, bahaar ban ke chhaayee ho
hawaa jaraa mahak to le, najar jaraa bahak to le
ye shaam dhal to le jaraa, ye dil sanbhal to le jaraa
mai thodee der jee to loo, nashe ke ghoont pee to loo
abhee to kuchh kahaa nahee, abhee to kuchh sunaa naheen ..


Pathos..

Ashkon me jo paya hai, woh geeton me diya hai...

Secularism..

Tu na hindu banega na musalman banega..
Insaan ki aulad hai insaan banega...

and..
Allah Tero Naam Ishwar Tero Naam Sabko Sanmati de Bhagwan

Today's candy floss yarn spinners who make sachrine sweet romantic films far from reality could learn a lesson or two from..

Zindagi Sirf Mohabbat Nahin Kuch Aur Bhi Hai
Zulf-o-Rukhsaar ki Jannat Nahi Kuch Aur Bhi Hai
Bhookh Aur Pyaas ki Maari Hui Is Duniya Mein
Ishq Hi Ek Haqeeqat Nahin Kuch Aur Bhi Hai.

Profound philosophy...

Khali Botal Le Le Mere Yaar Khali se Mat Nafrat Karna, Khali Sab Sansar.

and of course..

Man re tu kahe na dheer dhare..
utna hi upkaar samajh koi
jitna saath nibhaa de
janam maran ka mel hai sapna
yeh sapna bisraa de
koi na sang mare
man re tu kaahe na dheer dhare
o nirmohi moh na jaane jinka moh kare
ho man re tu kaahe na dheer dhare..

Such was the brillance of this man.Calling him just a poet would be undermining the magnitude of his contribution to the thinking of the people of this nation.

To end..
Nafraton ke jahan mein humko pyaar ki bastiyaan basaani hain
Door rehna koi kamaal nahin, paas aao to koi baat bane

Mama

Became a Mama(uncle) of cutie pie girl yesterday...yipeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Kambal

Woh chandni raat na thi,
Uss shab mein aisi koi baat na thi.

Hawa par udta ek tarana,
Jab mere hoton ke sirhane aa baith,
Zahen ki kiwad par dastak de raha tha.
Uski aawaz se dhool ki parat mein lipta ek khayal,
Apni adhkhuli neendbhari aankhen khole mujhe ghoor raha tha.

Maine aasman ki taraf dekha.
Chand kahi gum tha,badal bhi bikharese the.
Jaisa ki maine kaha..
Woh chandni raat na thi,
Uss shab mein aisi koi baat na thi.

Phir uss khayal se nazar bachate hue,
Tarane ko hoton par se hatate hue,
Kisi doosre khayal ke ghar mein maine ghusna chaha,
Par uss khayal mein qayamat ka junoon tha,
Apne saath bahut se logon ko le aaya,
Aur mai samjha ki woh akela tha.

Mai aangan mein aakar baith gaya,
Hawa sard thi,Buss ek kambal ki kami thi.
Par woh thodi na chandni raat thi,
Na ke uss shab mein koi baat thi.

Khauf ka saaya dil mein mandraya,
Jab muh ke zayke ko bhi badalasa paaya,
Aakhon ne bhi choda saath jab,
Dikhai pada ek jana - pehchaana sa saaya,
Ek chehra silwaton bhara,ek chehra masoom,
Ek ki aankh behti hui aur ek ki naak.

Hawa ki shararat par imli ke ped ne sihran bhari,
Andhere ka rang patton mein sama gaya...
Par woh chandni raat na thi,
Uss shab mein aisi koi baat na thi.

Khayal ke saath aaye log samne aakar baith gaye,
Kuch chehron ko bhule arsa hua tha,
Kuch chehron ko yaad karne ki jurrat na thi..
Shayad naraazgi se mujhe taak rahe the..
Anginat sawal apni khamosh nigahon se puch rahe the..
Aur main?
Main aankhen moonde us waqt ke naam se kosne bhar raha tha,
Jis waqt mai uss khayal se ja takaraya tha...
Accha hai ki woh chandni raat na thi..
Uss shab mein aisi koi baat na thi..

Phir ek lambi saas bharkar aankhen kholi,

Na aangan tha..
Na woh log the..
Na koi imli ka ped..

Seena kuch bhari tha,
Galon par bhi khushki thi,
Karwat badali toh pata chala...
Mere badan par ek kambal tha...
Zehen ki sandukchi mein tatola,
Khayal wohi pada so raha tha,
Par usse lipta dhool ka kambal ab waha nahi tha..